This blog post was written by a prospective intern candidate — a candidate who ignited a flurry of comments on the original blog post “A story about spunk and fight“ Before you read the post below, please read the original post and the follow up post “MyPunchbowl intern candidate, part 2“
One other important note about the below blog post: this post is EXACTLY what I was sent by the intern candidate, and I’d like to clarify one thing before you read the post. For the record, I didn’t walk into the conference room and ask her if she was a bitch — that question came about 10-15 minutes into the interview after we were joking around together. It was said completely in jest, and any reasonable person would have found it funny (and not inappropriate) given the banter in the room. For the record, what I actually said was something to the effect of “I’ve received lots of emails and comments about your original email — what everyone wants to know is ‘was that just an isolated incident over email or are you really a bitch?’”
After you read the post below I’d love to hear your thoughts. Do you think this candidate should be hired as an intern at MyPunchbowl? Why or why not?
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“Are you really a bitch”, asked Matt Douglas as he walked into the conference room Tuesday morning. “Ahhhhhh! NOOOOOOOO, I’m not I swear!” I said laughing out loud with my head in my hands. This was my first encounter with the man whom I wrote one of the nastiest emails of my entire life to just days before. In the next hour and ten minutes we covered everything from my prior work experience, to why I want to work at Mypunchbowl, to whether I’m pro Jen or Pro Angelina, and of course we “touched” upon the infamous email. Why? That was his first question. Now before I go on I’m sure of a lot of you folks were asking the same question. Why would this girl, who wants…scratch that…needs a job so bad, send back such a response? Well you are just going to have to wait one more minute.
Matt concluded the interview by assigning me two tasks. The first one was his 24 hour test. The second was to write a follow up blog addressing three issues.
1. The nice people who responded
2. Satan’s cousins who responded
3. Why Mypunchbowl.com should hire me
Oh shit I thought. What the heck am I going to say to the Liz Philllips’ of the world? After one legal pad, a bag of Reese’s peanut butter cups, and a glass of wine later, I had my final answer Regis, human nature.
Now Liz I don’t know how it is in Canada, but here in the United States people sometimes have a bad day, ey? That email was shot off after days, weeks, no make that months of stress from this atrocious economy, coupled with 250…that’s right a quarter of a thousand…resumes sent out with no luck, and a days worth of diminutive tips. Was it rash, brash, and crass, of course it was, but did it let off a lot of steam? You bet your lucky Maple Leafs jersey it did.
I didn’t think I did the right thing or a very beneficial thing by sending that email. However it was just one of many that I sent that night into the dark abyss of cyberspace, with not a lot of hope and a pounding headache. So when my Blackberry went off fifteen minutes later with Matt’s response, I used the email as my outlet. But folks please keep in mind, did I know Matt was tall, bald, attended UNC, drove a black Acura, had a wife named Jessie, and celebrated Ground Hog day, no I did not. Mypunchbowl.com was just another open job listing on Craigslist and I couldn’t take rejection #251. To some this email was like screaming into a pillow, or writing in a journal. As tears welled up in my eyes, I thought why did I even go to College? Was it to be the first one in my family of seven with a College degree? Was it because all the cool kids were doing it? Was it because of the sweet discounts at EMS, the Y, and the tanning salon? No. I did it because I wanted to. I did it to better myself, and be self supportive. I felt that everything I worked so hard for, meant nothing and that people like this Matt Douglas guy want me to fail. Had I stepped away from the computer, walked outside into the 10 degree temperature, or went upstairs to play Wii tennis for ten minutes, I’m pretty sure that reply email would most likely never have existed. It was a momentary lapse in judgment and for that I’m sorry.
In addition, contrary to some of your beliefs, I do not believe that Matt Douglas owes me ANYTHING, I get plenty of socialization, and I’m pretty sure no one in the room is wearing body armor. The last time I threw a “tantrum” was at the tender age of eight when I got the beating of my life demanding “new clothes” while back to school shopping at the Salvation Army. And that “large chip” on my shoulder helped hold up my family when my mother went into Septic Shock last November, and left a seven year old boy worried and scared. Am I the best person on God’s green Earth, no I’m not. Am I the smartest? No I’m not. However I believe that I deserve this second chance, and I’m ready to give Mypunchbowl all of my spunk and fight.
And now in response to the people who had my back. I thank you. I know what I did was unprofessional, to say the least, but when it comes to remembering that we are all human, its people like you that I want on my team. It is people like you that I hope are nurses, doctors, and teachers. People like Liz, Lorne, and Lynnelle should stick to jobs like blogging, bounty hunters, and process servers.. I’m kidding. But in all honesty it was your faith in humanity, and kind words that made sure I was at that interview Tuesday morning.
At the age of 24 my career is just taking flight. I know that there are many bumps on the road ahead and I will encounter a lot of different personalities as I go. I will not always be right and there will be a lot of sacrifices. Most importantly I know that I’m very fortunate to have had the chance to re-do my first impression, had Matt Douglas been a one of the disagreeing commenter’s, I would not have been so lucky. On paper I might not be the most qualifying candidate, and some of you may still believe firmly that Matt is disregarding the red flags and is making a huge mistake if he hires me. However, I want this position at Mypunchbowl more than anything. I want to Work under Mr. Douglas and Ms. Fader and learn about this thriving start-up. I want to learn more about how websites work, and what it takes to keep them going. I want to be able to put down some solid marketing experience on my Resume, and learn more in the world of blogging which is growing at record speeds. Will this girl’s spunk and fight get her the position, I don’t know, but this experience is something that I will remember forever.